Thinking of this, Duque was in high spirits.
Duque finally understood the meaning of his transmigration to this world. "I've never thought of myself as a hero. I always felt that it was a little unreliable for someone who wasn't a hero to do heroic things. I didn't expect that I've always admired heroes who have done great things, and I yearn to become a hero myself. "
Suddenly, he laughed bitterly and mocked himself. "Ah — a guy like me actually has such a yearning in my heart. What is this? I was born ordinary, and when I see powerful beings, I unconsciously feel afraid and inferior. I didn't expect that it was me like this who had done such great things. It seems that humans are really a kind of limitless creature! "
The image of the beautiful blue planet that was gradually getting further and further away appeared in his mind. The corner of Duque's mouth curved into a bright smile. "Thank you, Azeroth, for letting me live a beautiful life. In the future, I'll continue to rely on you. "
Even separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, in the endless void, in another part of the distant universe, Duque could still feel that there was a voice in his heart responding to him.
The voice was full of affection.
"Child, I should be the one thanking you …"
That was — the voice of Azeroth's Astral Soul!
Suddenly, a familiar female voice rang in Duque's ear.
She covered Azeroth's voice. "Inferiority is the fear that mortals have towards the unknown. Heroism is a man's romance. What is there to be ashamed of? Duque, if it weren't for your self-awareness, self-discipline, self-improvement, and pride, do you think I would have taken a liking to a little human like you? "
Duque turned his head, and was surprised but not surprised to see a noble and proud female elf walking out from beside him.
On her head was a golden crown in the shape of thorns, and her purplish blue cloak seemed to have billions of lightning snakes wriggling inside, flickering non-stop.
Her long hair shone like pure gold, and her blue eyes were like the purest sea water.
The bowstring hanging diagonally in front of her chest was a stream of flowing wind, and the huge and gorgeous longbow faintly sounded with the sound of wind and thunder.
[Solidar Wrath of the Stars]!
Perhaps now that divine artifacts were everywhere, it was no longer the most dazzling star. However, the meaning it contained — defeating the insufferably arrogant Burning Legion — had always encouraged everyone in the Alliance.
The female elf patted his shoulder and smiled at him. "What are you afraid of? I, Sylvanas Windrunner, will always be with you. "
"Yo, my little sister, you can't steal all the limelight." A mature, elegant, and beautiful female elf walked up and stood side by side with Queen Sylvie. She was Aurelia, the first woman Duque met in Azeroth.
"Hey, me too." It was Sasha.
"What about me?" Ilusia asked.
Following that, one beautiful female silhouette after another leaned over as if to join in the fun. Some of them were beautiful, some were flirtatious, some were gentle and virtuous, some were bold and decisive, some were pure and holy, and some were extremely exotic.
Duque turned around and looked at Jaina, Kalia, Tyrande, Vashj, and Ireal. Other than Onyxia and Ysera, who were Dragon Aspects and could not leave, everyone in his harem was here.
Duque suddenly revealed a somewhat silly smile.
"Yo! You're so happy that it's all over your face. You're really shameless. "Jaina rebuked Duque, which was rare.
"Hey! Which shameless disciple seduced his master? "Duque teased.
"Hmph! Which shameless impersonated a Void Lord and used shameless methods to occupy the Night Elves' High Priestess? "Tyrande put her hands on her hips confidently.
It was as if she was blowing the horn, and a group of women surrounded Duque and attacked him.
Who knew that Duque would ignore them all. Whoever rebuked him, he would respond with a smile.
It was a drama with three women.
With such a large group of beauties, if he really argued with every single one of them, then he would be really stupid.
Anyway, no matter what they said, wouldn't they still be dealt with by Duque's Godly Sword?
Duque's revenge, that night would be enough!
Being stared at by Duque's naughty gaze, a few of the women felt goosebumps. Queen Sylvie put her hands on her hips and stood in front of a few girls who were being bullied by Duque's Godly Sword without daring to resist. "Hey! Duque, we're talking business, what do you mean by that expression? "
"Nothing! I'm just quite happy. "
Flags like returning home to get married after this battle are ineffective against me!
There's a bunch of brats in my hometown now!
Yes, Ysera was still recovering, so the little brat at home was left to her to take care of.
After becoming serious, Duque looked at his women with a gentle gaze. "Do you remember all the important points?"
"Got it!" the nine female voices said in unison.
"Alright! We're almost there. " Duque turned his head and looked at the Demon Hunter hero who was squatting in the corner and drawing circles. Oh, no, he was actually just a little unhappy. "Illidan, what about you?"
Illidan was originally unhappy, but when he glanced at Tyrande beside Duque with his eyes made of evil flames, his stiff expression immediately softened. He replied in a low, muffled voice, "I've been waiting for this day for ten thousand years."
Sigh! The hatred of long-lived races was really scary.
One grudge could be remembered for ten thousand years, and they would always be ready for revenge.
Fortunately, Duque had Tyrande as a shield, so he was not afraid at all.
Sigh! Even good men like Rhonin and Turalyon had found a home. Unfortunately, the Stormrage brothers were infatuated with love, and Duque could not possibly give up his own woman.
This was basically an unsolvable deadlock.
In fact, it was very easy for a love rival to get into trouble.
To be honest, Duque originally did not intend to trust Illidan, but the world was strange.
Ever since that bastard Illidan met Teresa, he had completely changed. He was no longer so gloomy and desperate, as if he had a new spiritual anchor.
Thinking of this, Duque felt a little angry.
Because Teresa Whisperwind was the daughter that Tyrande gave birth to for him six years ago!
F * ck, why did I not know that Illidan had a lolicon attribute?
Now, this originally important Son of Light and Shadow not only did he not go to the Tomb of Sargeras to fight with Kil 'jaeden, but he also followed this ship to Argus.
Duque monitored that the bastard Illidan had opened the pendant on his neck a total of 108 times in this short period of time. Impressively, the 3D portrait of Duque's Teresa was in the pendant.
If possible, Duque would rather stab Illidan to death immediately, so that the old man would not be thinking about his daughter.
Unfortunately, that pendant was a gift from Tyrande …
The relationship between Tyrande and the Stormrage brothers … Sigh! After all, Tyrande's body and mind belonged to Duque. The rest did not matter.
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